Chapter 1

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A year later....

Torie

I groaned as I rolled over in my bed.Got another head throbbing headache.Ever since that night I've never been the same.I've had a hangover almost every single night.I don't think I've even been a day without drugs.

Friends? Family? ha! They all bailed on me.I wouldn't give up leave breant and stop doing drugs so they left.I don't really care because I've got Brent and drugs.What else do I need? They act like I'm addicted or something.

I force myself to get up,walking into the bathroom.I sighed as I stared at myself in the mirror.I look ten times older than I really am,it's probably the drugs.I should hold up on that.My hair is even fucked.I rinsed my face with water and dried.

"Torie!!" I heard Brent call.

"I'm coming!" I yelled.I threw on a big tee over my bra and underwear,skipping downstairs.Brent was downstairs with his friends,watching the game and smoking.Not one day you will walk in this house and not smell some type of drug.

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